Completely caught me by suprise. Was going up IH35 today in fast lane and a guy cuts into my lane almost crashing into me. I was pissed and held my lane, yeah, should have just backed off, but I hate pushy drivers. Maybe the guy didn't see me in his blind spot, maybe he thought I was trying to prevent him changing lanes, whatever.
He gets ahead of me and goes up 3 or 4 cars. About 4 exits later I move to the slow lane and exit. The guy cuts across from the fast lane to the exit going over the double white line and locks up his brakes preventing me from exiting the freeway. I just stopped and waited. The light went from green to red. He went to the right lane, I went to the left. I tried to avoid eye contact with the guy but looked over without turning my head.
The guy didn't look over or anything. He just had a blank look with a set of "Manson eyes" that really worried me. He appeared to be turning right, I turned left. At the last moment he changed over and made a left and followed me. Geez, what's with this guy?
I ducked behind a Chic-fil-A and went across the Walmart parking lot (my final destination) and went to the ATM. He didn't follow me into the parking lot, so I figured he was on his way. As I start my transaction, I hear screaching tires and here he comes in his red pickup truck. He pulls right up behind me, opens his door and charges my window.
At this point, I'm making a bank transaction, I'm on video, I have no idea what this guy wants, I've wronged him in no way, and I was really pretty scared. He easily outweighed me by 100 lbs. He had on a blue mechanics type shirt and looked like he weightlifted 6 days a week. This guy was massive. His arm was bigger than my leg!
Since I'm in the ATM drive through, I'm going no where fast. I rolled up my window and locked my door and reached for my cel phone. Oops, battery is dead. About now the guy is at my back bumper. I reached down and pulled out my glock 40. He was so busy beating on my window and yelling he didn't even see it. I just had it laying on my leg, watching over my shoulder.
When he finally did see it, he stopped yelling for about 5 seconds, and then started up again. He kept yelling at me that he was going to kick my ass, etc. I let him go on for about 3 minutes and then cracked my window about 1/2" and told him to get away. He yelled that I was driving like an a-hole. I asked him, "Why? Because YOU cut me off?" At that point he started yelling again for me to get out so that he could beat me.
I was pretty scared. He was baning on my window pretty good, and if it broke, I was going to have to do something. At that point I told him that I was feeling threatened and that he needed to get away from me.
I guess at this point some sort of reason came over him and he realized that if he tried to get into my car he was going to get shot. He ran to his truck drove around in front of the drive through and blocked me in. He pulled out a celphone and started calling someone.
I backed out and drove 2 blocks (him following me) to the local PD. When he saw me pull in he took off. I spotted a cop, left my gun in the car, took my id, and walked over to him. I told the cop what happened, he called it in. Nothing else came of it.